Posted: 18 July 2017
Step out of Vaccaria into breathtaking views in all directions. Walk north, south, east or west and choose between demanding hikes or peaceful strolls. Hills, mountains, forests, woods, rivers, lakes, cascades….and if you have a mind to you can even follow the wild boar tracks…they know all the best paths through the woods and all the best places to sit and watch the view!
Vaccaria is immersed in National Parks including incredible Monte Cucco a short drive away with its hidden restored or original monasteries…some of the earths most beautiful caves and rock formations.
Gubbio, another Umbrian kept secret ( the Italians in this neck of the woods, are still true to the mystery shrouded heritage of the Eugubinians, keep some of their stuff quiet aka to themsleves…) is our local town
Assisi proud yet still remaining sacred, and thriving with festivities all year round…a very special feeling remains there even after hundreds of years with Francis not physically insitu…you have to feel it to know what I mean.
Amble to our local villages of medieval Colpalombo and not so medieval Carbonesca to mix with our savvy salt of the earth neighbours…
Borrow our bikes for some lung and leg exercise. Spectacular views too.
Posted: 8 February 2017
…winter at Vaccaria…
…and of course along with all the other wonderful delights that please the eye and gladden the heart and move the senses here there are the fabulous sales everywhere in January (actually they begin right after the Christmas season ) and then now, February, there is skiing in the mountains just by Vaccaria…of course if you’d rather toast in front of a log fire after a brisk walk through the woods or down one of the many trails and lanes, with a lovely book you can do that as well..or just rest in front of the fire with no walk and no skiing!…you get to choose….see you soon!….
Posted: 8 December 2015
awoke to snow capped mountains, the Apennines at their most splendid. Blue skies and white puffy clouds. Yesterday the festival of La Madonna delle Concezione and the lights of Gubbio switched on to form a Christmas tree of the mountain behind, reaching up to a star at the peak. Roasted chestnuts on our fires and bowls of vegetable soup
Posted: 26 October 2015
…hiked out to the bottom meadow this morning to collect some of the thousands of small creamy coloured wild flowers – they smell like jasmine – that are still blooming and beautiful purple and red berries for an arrangement for the top of the Mongolian chest in the Chiesa bedroom…and found too some truly magnificent teasels along the stream…choosing one of the Japanese porcelain pots for my wildfowers was a delight because of the many memories they evoke of the miles of china sales every Springtime on the southern island of Kyushu, Japan…such beautiful sake cups and pots and rice bowls and such abundance that each Spring the gomi piles were simply full of lovely china simply discarded because of the new…along with lovely dishes discovered in Japan I also had a marvelous Ikebana teacher…one of the many things she said to me was, ” Janice, space and empty are not the same thing…”…Ikebana classes are also on the menu at Vaccaria level one of the Sogetsu school,,,the arrangement today though was created western style…abundance…though I also recall Thich Nhat Han saying that each flower needs its own space…there is glorious space to exhale here… Vaccaria….
Posted: 5 October 2015
…a beautiful morning and so we decided to hike through the woods across the front lane down to the river that has been sending up its powerful voice since the heavy rains not so long ago…scrambling through the oaks and chestnuts, and what look like alders, and sliding sometimes on the gorgeous thick leaf layer, it was pure delight to be rewarded with a truly fabulous view of the lime stone built cascades…this is an area of outstanding natural beauty as well and John and I consider ourselves deeply blessed to have the stewardship here…when you find the pearl of great price you sell everything in order to gain the privilege for responsibility of it…lots of lichen and mosses and the odd white lipped slug shell with its pretty whorls and colours…lots of wild mint in the meadows and a lovely emerald green shade of water weeds where the stream runs the fastest below the cascades…and some wonderful views of Vaccaria sitting so benevolently above the newly cleared old stone wall…and home again for some warming mushroom soup…homemade of course…bliss!